Daniel had known that there was something going on by the talk in the hallways of the SGC, but he'd been too tired to listen and had headed straight home to crash. After two weeks of being offworld with Cameron, Sam and Teal'c had left him in a sort of media void, so when he got home he'd nuked a Lean Cuisine and turned on the t.v., only to be stunned by what he saw.
Hurricane Katrina and Hurricane Rita had tore through the gulf states and left a devastation that Daniel hadn't seen since he'd seen pictures of the tsunami, or may Hiroshima. Everything was just, gone.
As he watched with a numbing sense of horror, the name O'Neill caught his attention. Then the newscaster came on and said, "We have Angel Guerrero in New Orleans. She had the oppurtunity to see some of the damage first hand with General Jack O'Neill. Angel?"
The screen switched to a young hispanic woman with a pretty face who said, " Good morning, John. General O'Neill is the man who was tapped to take over for the lackluster FEMA response, and he's really begun to get things done in this disaster area. We traveled this morning to Dupre Parish with onsite military commander General Jack O'Neill to survey the damage."
Then to Daniel's complete surprise, there was Jack, sunglasses on, his silver hair covered with a baseball cap that had two stars embroidred on it, wearing a set of unpressed chocolate chip camos. He looked cool, composed, but Daniel could see the deep grooves of stress around his friend's mouth, the weariness in his posture.
"General, what is the first thing you plan on doing here?" Angel Guerrero, who looked pretty rough around the edges herself, asked respectfully. On a split screen the network showed the devatation that the tour revealed.
"That's a hard question, Ms. Guerrero," Jack said soberly. "As soon as we're sure that there are no more people to rescue we're sending a detail to recover any of our citizen's who didn't make it out. As we speak we've let in SPCA crews, each with a military escort, in to let them retrieve as many pets as possible. The Corps of Engineers have assured me that the pumping station is going to be back online today, and we'll start pumping out the water."
"Sir, what about the contamination? There's natural gas, oil, gasoline, dead animals etc. in the water, isn't it going to flood the lake with contaminants?"
Jack nodded. "It is, but that can't be helped right now. People are the priority, but I'm sure that when the time is right, then the lake will be looked after. Thank you." he nodded his dismissal and strode off with his staff in tow.
Daniel could tell that the 'staff' was also heavy on body guards, and wondered what else was going on.
"Well, there you have it. Ever since General O'Neill hit the ground here, progress began to happen. With a man like him in charge, you get the feeling that there's hope after all. This is Angel Guerrero reporting."
Daniel switched off the t.v., a thousand questions swirling in his head. After a moment he grabbed his sat phone and dialed.
Jack closed his eyes and slumped back against his seat with a smile. "Danny, god it's good to hear your voice."
Daniel smiled. "You too, look, I know you're busy but I wanted to let you know that I saw you on t.v.," he chuckled at Jack's disgusted snort, "hey, you looked good. Do you need me to come down there?"
Wistfully Jack considered it, but shook his head. He'd be hard pressed not to drag Daniel off somewhere totally inappropriate and ravish him. "I'm thinking not. Just stay put and I'll see you when I see you."
"You're doing good work, Jack. The talking heads say so," Daniel said softly.
"Situation normal, all fucked up," Jack retorted cheerfully. He felt about a thousand percent better, just speaking to Daniel. He could face whatever was next, now that his Spacemonkey was in his corner.
"Call me whenever you need to, Jack."
Both men silently exchanged 'I love you's' before hanging up.
|Genres:||Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama|
|Summary:||Jack O'Neill is tapped to head up recovery efforts in New Orleans. Can you imagine a better man for the job?|